Tag: valentines day
Listomania: Things You Shouldn’t Say to Your Crush
by The Cowl Editor on February 14, 2019
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I Googled how to slow dance
You smell different when you’re awake
You remind me of (insert family member here)
We would make cute kids together
You look better than usual
I love you (#thankunext)
I get sweaty when I look at you
Have you put on weight?
I liked your pictures online better
My other personalities and I think you’re cute
My mom said I should talk to you
I think we are cousins
I accidentally swiped right
I knew you were the one from the moment I heard your voice on Xbox live
Chuckleheadz: The Most Exciting Cartoon Yet!
by The Cowl Editor on February 14, 2019
Comics and Drawings
by Mark Fairchild ’20
The Third Outing
by The Cowl Editor on February 14, 2019
Portfolio
by Erin Lucey ’20
February 14, 2014
Dear Diary,
Today will be my third time leaving the comfort of my cozy yet dreary, constantly bustling yet lonely hospital room since I moved in four months ago. I only really leave for very special occasions–the past two being my 25th birthday and Christmas Day. I was a little confused as to why I was leaving for Valentine’s Day. Ever since the accident I’ve had trouble remembering my relatives, for Christ’s sake. I was not sure why anyone would even consider taking me out on a date in this condition.
However, Mom begged me to say yes to this cute boy who visits my hospital room every weekend. I couldn’t decide if he was creepy. The first couple of months that I was here, I would often ask him to leave. I felt bad because he was always really nice, but I was having a really difficult time adjusting to my life here. I didn’t even remember my parents when I first woke up. I needed time to do the whole get-to-know-my-own-family thing. He was always super understanding, which I really appreciated. He would leave with a smile, never offended or frustrated, and would show up at the same time the next weekend like clockwork.
At first, I thought he was a volunteer for the hospital. Probably some random guy that was bored on the weekends looking for some easy community service hours, popping into the inpatient rooms and trying to chat someone up until he convinced himself that he has somehow fulfilled his duty. That first theory was shot down when I saw my mom talking to him in the hallway after I asked him to leave one day. Before they parted ways she hugged him and then kissed him on the cheek. My mom is not an overly affectionate person, so that was a dead giveaway that he is much more familiar than I thought.
After that, I was pretty convinced that he was a close family friend–someone I grew up with that happens to live in the area. He’d never mentioned anything about how we knew each other before I wound up here. I was surprised when he asked me on a Valentine’s Day date. While I did have a bit of a crush on him at that point, it did not feel like we were necessarily hitting it off during his short visits.
Anyway, he is here to pick me up right now. I ran back into the room to put the flowers he gave me in water before we go. Just as I lift the bouquet into the vase I see it…an engagement ring…with a note that reads “Round Two?”-J
El Refresco De Un Cariño
by The Cowl Editor on February 14, 2019
Poetry
by Jessica Polanco ’20
To survive a little longer,
Gather all of the ingredients
That bring you life.
Set the stove at a low temperature,
Place the smallest pot above it with
A small amount of precipitation.
Once it all hydrates
Sprinkle the last bit of hope in your soul.
Next,
Invite the love of your life over and
Sprinkle the fear that whispers through his eyes
Allow the hope to burn,
Let the fear steam
Until you feel the heat
Against your skin.
Then,
Add a gallon of the treasure that finds itself locked up in your touch,
And ask your partner to pour out the last cup of passion
That he still stores in his ribs
Until it comes to a boil.
Add a pinch of the cariño that hides in the hugs,
And share a kiss before adding it into the pot.
Gather two cups,
And when you feel the steam against your heart,
Then you will know it’s time to pour it all out,
Equally amongst the uneven mugs,
And you can enjoy the warmth of the refreshment.
The Language of Love
by The Cowl Editor on February 14, 2019
Portfolio
by Julia Zygiel ’19
In the soft dew of morning’s twilight, when birds and beetles silently meditate for a fraction of a second, I love you. In the subtle crinkle of your not-yet-crow’s feet winking at me, and the scent of your honeyed lip balm when you knight my nose with a kiss, I love you. With the smile of a joke hidden behind hands, the flash of teeth at a clever line, you pull me deeper in. My hair feathers against your shoulder, your elbow nudges my ribcage as you reposition yourself in the way that you love me. Nightly routines that root our love deeper in the soil.
We’ll say it was winter when we first uttered, “I love you,” but the first time I felt it was months before. The sunlight made your eyes look like glowing, melting gold and they filled my heart with molten affection. Now, it’s fingers entwined, wrists cradled to chests and chins and cheeks cupped in palms. All we are is a series of movements, tenderness given organs and skin and life. Love incarnate.
Gone For Valentine’s Day
by The Cowl Editor on February 14, 2019
Poetry
by Sarah Kirchner ’21
It was supposed to be a better day
A day of love and a feeling of happiness
But then he disappeared.
He left me alone for another girl.
Days were spent being each other’s.
Together we were strong, or at least I thought.
It felt like we could do anything,
Our love filled a room and made me believe.
I believed in a love that he created
With late night talks that ended with him
Holding me tight and a feeling of home.
For two years, he was my person.
He was my Valentine.
He was the world that I was living for,
And I know that wasn’t right.
I needed to live for myself
And be the better person I was before him.
This year, I’ll be my own Valentine,
And he can have her and be happy again.
He’ll be happier than he was with me,
But I’ll be happier too. I’ll be strong.
I’ll be my own, without him.
What Does ___________ Mean?: The Roving Love Dictionary
by The Cowl Editor on February 14, 2019
Features
What Does ___________ Mean?: The Roving Love Dictionary
What does Love mean to you?
Love is seeing past the cracks, the missing acts, and the backbreaking tax of loving someone else. You don’t fall in love, you choose to love.
by Connor Zimmerman ’20
What does Eye Candy mean to you?
Eye candy is what I see when my girlfriend walks into the room with a smile.
by Dawyn Henriquez ’19
What does Amazon Prime and a good time mean to you?
Amazon Prime and a good time means a love as strong as the “Amazon Prime” shipping tape but gone as quickly as their two-day shipping.
by Julia Zygiel ’19
What does Galentine’s Day mean to you?
When all the single ladies assemble their Spiked Seltzers, ask their guy friends for flowers, and cuddle puddle their way to the climax of The Notebook and Letters to Juliet. It’s okay to be alone on Galentine’s Day, as long as they’re alone together.
by Jay Willett ’20
What does a Ray Date mean to you?
To me a Ray Date is one that is not very special. Some days the food can be better than others, but really, who would want to go there on a date? Although Chicken Nugget Thursdays are a hit, any other day of the week it is very up in the air if you will leave Ray actually satisfied. I feel that if a Ray Date, especially the first date, is the place you go, then from the start you should know that it is nothing serious. They’re not even using Friar Bucks for crying out loud!
by Grace O’Connor ’22
I Like Meat Better: A Carnivorous Parody to “I Like Me Better” by Lauv
by The Cowl Editor on February 14, 2019
Parody
by Sarah Heavren ’21
To be wanting some grub in New York City
To not know where to go but know I want food that will be good and tasty
To be wanting some grub in New York City
Midnight into morning coffee
Could use something sweet and salty
Ham, I like meat better when I’m with you
I like meat better when I’m with you
I knew from the first time, we roasted some ribs prime ‘cause
I like meat better when
I like meat better when I’m with you
I don’t know what it is, but I got that feeling
Waking up I feel in my tummy there’s some room
For some good home cooking
I can hear the sweet bacon start to fry
There is no reason for stopping
The nice sizzling and popping
Ham, I like meat better when I’m with you
I like meat better when I’m with you
I knew from the first time, we roasted some ribs prime ‘cause
I like meat better when
I like meat better when I’m with you
Stay awhile, stay awhile
Eat here with me
Stay awhile, stay awhile oh
Stay awhile, stay awhile
Eat here with me
Bacon’s greasy
I like meat better when I’m with you
I like meat better when I’m with you
I knew from the first time, we roasted some ribs prime ‘cause
I like meat better when
I like meat better when I’m with you
Better when, I like meat better when I’m with you
Valentine’s Day Cutouts
by The Cowl Editor on February 14, 2019
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